Crybaby

Troye

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      A little blue boy
From a blue neighborhood.
He has a long and miserable story.
He always knew he was different.
He didn't fall in love with girls.
He liked boys.
The other boys and girls didn't like that very much.
They called him names and beat him to bits.
But it was worth it to be with him.
The one boy who didn't hate him.
In fact, that one boy loved him.
They were so happy.
So hopelessly in love.
Happy endings don't usually work out in this neighborhood, though.
One day, the he told Troye goodbye.
He said it was because of his father.
A man with a bad bottle habit.
Sippy cups.
There were bruises on his arms.

The boy was broken.
He was healing though.
Until he heard the news.
The boy's father had died.
He was invited to the funeral.
It was cold and bitter and painful.
Especially when he was with someone else.
A girl.